In front of Ye Yang Bailiu, Baron Prader pondered for a while before he said cautiously, "Lord Priest, if you can, can you tell me the whereabouts of Commander Chen, so that I can also give an explanation to the other barons." ”

"Commander Chen communicated with the undercurrent of time and space a few days ago, and he didn't know what happened in it, and he fell into a long coma and still hasn't woken up." Ye Yang Bailiu did not hesitate and directly told the truth. At this time, he was still hiding, and he regarded the people below as fools. They are all desperate, and if they don't even have an explanation, it will be too chilling.

And at this time, those who should have left have already left, and those who can stay are of one heart.

"So, when will he wake up?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Baron Prade regretted it and wanted to slap himself. Although he is only at the town guard level, he has also read relevant books and has a certain understanding of the undercurrent of time and space.

Ye Yang Bailiu didn't answer, just sighed.

"I'm sorry, I trespassed." Baron Prad apologized.

If they retreat now, Chen Xing will lose the space-time coordinates to return and be completely reduced to a vegetative state, so they can only stick to the spot and wait for the other party to wake up on their own. But no one knows for sure what time it is, or even if they will wake up.

Guarding an ethereal future is the most torturous.

"The only thing we can do now is hold on and wait." Ye Yang Bailiu paused and said quietly, "Maybe for many people, they have a second choice, but for me, this is the only choice......

"It's the same for me." Baron Prade's chest straightened, and he solemnly saluted Ye Yang Bailiu, "If I live just to survive, then why am I still standing here and staying by the fire in Prader Town?" ”

"You are truly a respectable gentleman." Ye Yang Bailiu said.

And just three hours after Baron Prad arrived in Dada Town, Viscount Ramon led his team to the headquarters of the Red Dragon Second Army.

As soon as they approached the camp, they were surrounded by soldiers with live ammunition.

"Which unit are you from?" The captain of the gendarmerie asked loudly.

"I am the Legion Commander Viscount Ramon, and I am here to return to the team on the orders of the eldest princess." Viscount Ramon stepped out of the crowd, his voice full of anger.

The captain of the gendarmerie looked at him suspiciously, stepped aside, and took out a communicator to contact Shangfeng.

After a few words, the captain of the gendarmerie put down the communicator and walked back.

"Disarm in place and get checked." The captain of the gendarmerie ordered.

"This ......," Viscount Ramon hesitated, which was a little different from the picture he had imagined to be greeted in a procession.

The captain of the gendarmerie leaned over and said in a low voice, "Your affairs have been said by the superiors. It's just a routine inspection in wartime, don't worry,"

Viscount Ramon nodded knowingly. After all, it is a transaction under the desktop, and it can't be too obvious, the program that should be taken still needs to be walked, and the appearance that should be installed still needs to be installed.

"Bring all the officers above the squadron." "Okay."

Moments later, Viscount Ramon and a group of officers were taken to a tent at the rear of the barracks.

This is the station of the logistics troops, with fewer personnel, remote and quiet.

Looking at the surrounding environment, as well as the elite of the Second Army surrounding them on the inside and outside of the three layers, Viscount Ramon and his subordinates couldn't help but show worried looks.

Among this group of people, there were at least two Sacred Domain powerhouses whose spiritual energy fluctuated.

Where is this to lead the way, it is simply to escort prisoners, and it is also an extremely dangerous felon.

As if seeing their concern, the gendarmerie captain smiled slightly, and whispered to Viscount Ramon, "You have worked the road, eat something first, take a rest, and I will inform Her Royal Highness the eldest princess......"

"Bothering you." Viscount Ramon bowed.

Moments later, the news reached the luxury float boat high in the sky. In the lavishly decorated battle command room, hung with large crystal chandeliers, Lacey sat on a high-backed chair with her legs folded, her slender white hands on her knees.

The chair is in a simple style, with no armrests on both sides, and under the light veil, the graceful figure can be seen at a glance.

Beside her stood the female adjutant. The latter took the communication and wanted her to report on the situation of Viscount Ramon.

"How should we arrange this?" The female adjutant asked.

The eldest princess didn't answer, but asked rhetorically in a flat tone, "According to the practice of the countries of the Ambergris River, how should we deal with the rebellious army?" ”

"I see." The female adjutant nodded knowingly. She has been following the eldest princess, how can she not understand the subtext in the words?

"Be clean." "Yes!" The female adjutant picked up the communicator and dialed a set of numbers.

Moments later, the Red Dragon Ministry issued an official document.

The methods for dealing with the rebellion of the expeditionary force are as follows:

Desertion in battle will be dealt with for the crime of desertion and treason.

The commander of the corps, Viscount Ramon, and officers above the squadron were executed on the spot, and the soldiers and junior officers were incorporated into the vanguard of the Second Army and served for their crimes.

Half an hour later, the document was perfectly executed.

The utensils in the tent were scattered and blood was pouring down, and Viscount Ramon's eyes widened and he did not blink.

However, those who are alive are not as lucky as those who died, the vanguard army has another name - cannon fodder, and only humiliation and death await them.

Viscount Ramon did not understand until his death why he had become an outcast.

In fact, the reason is very simple, the eldest princess is a person who cherishes feathers. Her wings are white and flawless, how can they be stained with dust? Such a dirty thing could never have anything to do with her.

Accepting Viscount Ramon's surrender is not tantamount to admitting in disguise that she stabbed her in the back when her own troops were fighting with foreign enemies, so Viscount Ramon must die.

All those who know must also die.

As long as you can pull out this thorn in your heart, what will happen to thousands of people. Moreover, they died on the battlefield and did not waste their own resources.

There was eyeliner everywhere in the army, and Lacey's actions were soon learned of by Ricardo.

Ricardo approached the eldest prince and asked him to ask Lacey for the expeditionary soldiers.

"They are all Longhong's people, and their lives should not be wasted in the struggle for power and profit."

Ricardo succeeded in convincing Gavin Maris, who immediately contacted his eldest sister and offered to take over the expeditionary deserters.

"Your owl picked it up, right?"

Pierced by Lacey's words, Gavin smiled a little awkwardly, "You're still as smart and wise as ever, my dear sister." ”

"But, whatever it is, it's for the glory of the red dragon."

"We have lost a Raven City, and we must preserve our strength as much as possible and use every ounce of strength for future victories."

"Am I right, my clever and wise sister?"

"You don't understand his danger......" Lacey sighed.

"I think you're too sensitive. He is nothing more than a flea at the feet of the red dragon, and whether or not he can continue to bounce depends on the mood of the Masri. Gavin said in a relaxed tone.

"Okay, this batch of soldiers can be given to you, but you have to promise me that they will be consumed as soon as possible."

"Yes, yes, my dear sister."

Lacey hung up the comm with some weakness, leaning back in her chair, a little listless. She couldn't tell this simple-minded brother that the terrible thing about that person was not his own strength, but his ability to control people's hearts.

This is a necessary condition for a king, even if she loses to the other party, the Red Dragon Principality is up and down, who else is his opponent?

She looked up, and on the three-dimensional tactical map in front of her, more and more red dots appeared near Dada Town.

Judging from the current situation, the person has been trapped in the coffin, just waiting for the day of burial. Perhaps, with any luck, she could be buried with her political enemy, the mean woman.

The only miracle now may be Alia's intervention, but the possibility of such a thing is almost zero. Objectively speaking, even if it is herself, the weight is not heavy enough for the other party to challenge the king's declaration again.

The King's Declaration is not as easy as it seems, once all the supreme powerhouses unite to deal with one of them, even if they are ranked second in the world

The Legion of Destruction will also hate Yellow Springs.

The price may be one or more huge spatial rifts that are difficult to bridge, but the rules are the rules, even if the world is destroyed, the king's declaration will be implemented to the end.

Because without such a deterrent, sooner or later the world will be destroyed. Since it's all destruction, why not weed out the unruly first. This is the declaration of the king, even if the world is destroyed, the majesty of the king must be sworn to.

Therefore, the chance of Chen Xing surviving is almost zero.

But for some reason, Lacey's heart was still pounding, as if something bad was about to happen.

At this time, somewhere in the undercurrent of time and space, in the dim world where phosphorus fire floats, huge ships are stacked on top of each other, crowded.

Chen Xing climbed and jumped between the crevices of the shipwreck, looking for his own ship. From time to time, there are jellyfish floating around with a soft light, and the umbrellas are closed one by one, quiet and leisurely.

"My ship, where are you......"

Somewhat disappointed, he searched for thousands of ships, but none of them resonated.

The sunken aircraft carriers, starry sky giants, battleships, destroyers, cruise ships, yachts, fishing boats, even a lonely boat, did not have the slightest connection with him.

He stopped, searching aimlessly, seemingly endlessly.

He thought back to what he had learned, recalled what some people had said, and tried to find clues.

Suddenly, he realized that he had been here for a long time.

What has become of the outside world? He was still on the frontier of Silverpaw, under the noses of his enemies.

He became nervous.

"I have to wake up!"

He concentrated, trying to revive himself. However, the world was only silent and cold, and he did not slowly become lighter and faster as before, and escaped into the endless void.

He was still on the deck of the wreck, unconscious spirits floating beside him.

Chen Xing rubbed his face vigorously, realizing that he could not return to the red clay world on his own. He reached for his pocket watch. A faint golden light flowed, and as before, there was not the slightest special reaction.

"Can you only leave if you find the boat?"

"But where is it?"

"How do I find it?"

"Am I stuck here......"

A great deal of despair struck him, almost crushing his nerves.

Suddenly, a little green light rose and quickly turned into a raging fire.

The high-pitched phoenix chirp instantly resounded through the dark shipwreck world, like a light that broke through the darkness, shattered layers of barriers, and went straight to the other side of the world.

It circled twice overhead, flying into the depths of the wreck, leaving a scattered spark in its wake.

"Qingluan leads the way!"

Chen Xing's spirit was shocked and chased towards Mars.

"He, he, no, master, master just moved!"

In the lounge of the mine cave in Dada Town, the moon canglian, who was guarding Chen Xing's side, was excited, and shouted outside incoherently. Just now, she saw Chen Xing's expression change for a moment.

The head maid, who was very small, but fully devoted to her master, caught the slightest hint of expression.

Ye Yang Bailiu and Xiang Caidie rushed to the scene as soon as possible, and surrounded Chen Xing for a long time, but there was no movement.

"I just saw it, the master is going to wake up!"

Ye Yang Bailiu looked up at the ceiling, the roar of cannonballs kept coming from above, and the floor shook slightly.

When the expeditionary force shrank to the town of Dada, the second round of artillery coverage began. It was even more violent than before, thousands of shells fell on the town every minute, and almost every inch of land was rolled over and over several times like a spring ploughed farmland.

There are no buildings still standing in the town, and only the broken tiles buried in the dirt can show the traces of the houses that once were.

Perhaps, just an illusion?

The war was urgent, and she and Xiang Caidie soon returned to the headquarters to command the troops to resist the devastation of artillery fire.

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